So, I've been listening to the Disney radio channel today because it brings back good memories of when my girls were little. And, who knew a song from Pocahontas, "Where Do I Go From Here", would sum up what I've been thinking today

But where do I go from here?So many voices ringing in my earWhich is the voice that I was meant to hear?How will I know?Where do I go from here?

My world has changed and so have II've learned to chooseAnd even learned to say goodbye

The path ahead's so hard to seeIt winds and bends but where it ends Depends on only me

In my heart I don't feel part of so much I've knownNow it seems it's time to start, A new life on my own

If you should ever leave meThough life would still go on, believe meThe world could show nothing to meSo what good would livin' do meGod only knows what I'd be without you

God only knows what I'd be without you

(repeat verse 2)

If you should ever leave meThough life would still go on, believe meThe world could show nothing to meSo what good would livin' do me

God only knows what I'd be without you (repeat to fade)

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This is one of those songs I've known for years that gained an entirely new facet after I lost Tim. The lines "If you should ever leave me/Though life would still go on, believe me/The world could show nothing to me/So what good would livin' do me" - I think most of us can relate. No, our lives (sometimes much to our surprise) didn't stop after they died. But wow, did the world lose all of its color, all of its joy. Life goes on, but why?

I'm not a believer, but when they repeat (layered with such beautiful harmonies) "God only knows what I'd be without you..."I lose it a little bit, still. When he was alive and we'd talk about the song, it was such a wonderfully hypothetical question. But now I cry, because now I know

I believe when they put her in the groundI think they buried part of meBecause I've been searching, I've been looking all aroundBut I cannot find the heart of me, the heart of meSo I'll put my fingers in this soil upon her graveAnd I will plant for her a gardenAnd every flower, a reminder of her faceWill grow up graceful as a pardonAnd all that grows is her story toldAs life unfolds here before usThe peace I've found in this broken groundI can see her in the harvest...of all that I have sownLong before I was covered up in grayBefore the old had bent my bonesWe grew our children in the red Georgia clayThey were our garden and our homeAnd all that grows is our story toldAs life unfolds here beforeThe peace we found in that broken groundI can see them in the harvest...of all that I have sownAnd when my life is doneI pray the kingdom comeAnd take me to GloryIt's living inside meIt was planted like a seedAll to tell a storyI believe when they put me in the groundThere will remain a part of meBecause I've been searching and the joy that I have foundIs living in my family...it's all that I have sown

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Love is a difficult & lifelong journey. You shouldn't have to travel it alone.

We both had sad divorces from cheaters.The lyrics are right on the spot.

"I used to think I was tied to a heartacheThat was the heartbreak, but now that I've found you(...)You, you knew just what to do'Cause you had been lonely tooAnd you showed me howTo ease the pain andYou did more than mend a broken heart'Cause now you've made a fire start"

The crazy thing is I was on a business trip and played these songs on the phone for him a few days before he died. I told him these two songs by these two artists made me think of him and how much I loved him.